Toungue twister.

by Missy   Mar 11, 2010


One day I wanted a brownie batter blizzard
bursting with happiness to Blizzard Boulevard
I briskly bolted, blinded by black holes in the
broken cement; tripped backwards on my butt.
back up in a blast, banged into the door
but barged in; blurted brownie battered
blizzard with beaming blue eyes; brown bits of batter
blended into the blue blizzard bowl; within seconds
devouring my brownie battered blizzard, I blossomed
a beautiful smile and blasted out of Blizzard Boulevard.

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